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Better to have tried
Aint a shadow of a lie
Though its over
Better to know the pain
Than never feel anything

But its best to walk away
In the cool light of the day
When you discover
It wasn’t really true
He only liked the idea of you
And it doesn’t leave you much
Room to move

I bide my time
And hold on tightly to my fishing line
I’ll know when its right
To start reeling in with all my might

Easier to dream
Of what could or might have been
Than remember
The trouble it took
You shuddered and shook
For so long after

Simpler to say
I got lost along the way
Than confessing
I knew it was wrong
But I did it anyway
I can see that I made a mistake

I bide my time
And hold on tightly to my fishing line
I’ll know when its right
To start reeling in with all my might

My little boat is swaying
As I go rolling over the waves
I’ll stay til late
While the familiar harbour awaits

One, two, three, four, five
Once I caught a fish alive
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Then I let him go again
Why did you let him go?
Because he bit my finger so
Which finger did he bite?
This little finger on the right